To Speaker Antonidas:

My tutor, your students salute you across the endless sea in the ancient and original Kalimdor!

I accepted the council and Kenrito on a mission to track down the former Lady Guardian. But I failed, and I found her, but I couldn't get her to return to Dalaran.

The Lady of the Guardian is the best mage Dalaran has ever been, as you say. I was not convinced, but I met with her. Let me understand that there is Quel'Thalas outside of Dalaran, and there is Tirisfa outside of Quel-Thalas!

I was hurt.

I found some friends here who were willing to help me. I'm here to heal.

My mentor.

You don't need to worry, my injuries are healed. If Lady Egwene arrives in Dalaran, you don't need to question her.

The Guardian Lady has shown mercy to my men, but she is like what Kenrito and Tirisfa have been taught: extreme, stubborn, and self-serving, but at the same time unbeatably powerful......

Please do not believe what she says, and if Kenrito has any doubts with the Council, you can question me by letter, or wait for me to return to Dalaran and then report to the Council and to you, the Mentor.

My mentor.

I'm in the south of Kalimdor, which has a completely different ecology than Azeroth. There are many magical creatures, herbs that are far more abundant and numerous than Azeroth.

This is the alchemist's treasure trove.

My alchemy skills are far inferior to that of Senior Brother K'Sugad. My mentor, I want to take my alchemy one step further by gathering and knowing more magical herbs.

At the same time, I have discovered many interesting ruins here, which can give Dalaran a deeper understanding of the civilizations and races that once existed on this continent.

My archaeology has been taught by you personally, and I am sure that it is possible to find out who these ruins once belonged to. Of course, if there is something I don't understand, I hope that the guru can guide me through letters.

Not...... My mentor, please forgive a woman for being verbose. Even though I'm a mage, and you said that mages should speak simply and directly, I still can't avoid my nature.

Mentor, what have I already said? Oh, Quests, Lady Egwen, Alchemy, Archaeology...... Well, my mentor, I'm going to see the legendary Odum.

Dalaran's books record that Uldem was a magical place. It's a miracle built by the legendary Titans, and I think there will be a lot of secrets here, and I want to explore here.

About Odum.

Teacher, you once said that Dalaran wrote about Uldem. From the ancient texts of the court of Quel'Thalas, the elves have a much longer history than we do.

The court of the Sunstrider has the legend of Uldem, and I believe that Uldem is real.

I'm going to explore it.

My mentor.

Please allow my request.

Your students are respectful.

Modra.

……

Night falls.

In her house in the heart of Zutona, Modra sat by the window at a table and chair specially made for her size.

It's noon today.

After the Anemo pterosaur was so exhausted that it nearly died, Tonatiu and Modra rode it back to Zutona after flying it for 2/3 of the night.

As soon as Tonatiu returned to Zutona, he went to the town hall in a hurry, but Modra did not follow.

She went back to her room and slept soundly for a while. Until the evening Tonatiu had dinner with her, and after the meal she drove Tonatiu away, and she stayed in the room, and she wanted to write a letter.

She was writing with a quill pen given to her by Tonathiu made from velociraptor feathers.

She racked her brains and wrote letters on special magical white paper......

"Hmm......"

"The 8th time......

"It looks like this should be the best letter ever. It would not expose Tonatiu, nor would it allow Ms. Egwen to succeed, nor would it explain why I am here. ”

"Hey......"

Modra scratched her long black and shiny hair with a colorful quill, and she felt guilty for the first time she had written to deceive her most beloved mentor.

But she knew that Tonatiu would never want Zutona and his special constitution to be exposed to Dalaran.

Even if it is separated by the Endless Sea, it is actually difficult for a mage who is not from the same continent to influence here.

In fact.

She has some selfish motives of her own.

She is already an archmage and wants to continue on the path of the arcane, and the number of paths is very small.

After becoming an archmage, many mages choose to stay in Dalaran to study spells and rules.

This is the choice of most archmages.

There are a relatively small number of archmages, after becoming archmages. They chose to leave Dalaran and go to the various human kingdoms to become a revered spellcaster.

That often attracts kings of their kingdoms, like His Majesty the King, who has just boarded the plane on the plane, and generously says, "Archmages who are willing to serve Lordaeron will automatically obtain the status of a noble lord of Lordaeron!" ”

Mana, fame, glory and wealth, this is also the choice of some Dalaran mages.

There is another part of the Dalaran mages who believe that instead of huddling down in Dalaran and studying spells. It is better to get out of Dalaran and contact other spellcasters, explore the ruins of magic and civilization that may exist, and learn from these places that you don't have to touch Dalaran.

In addition to the creation and research of humans themselves and the way to obtain them from Quel'Salas, the most important way for Dalaran to create and study and obtain them from Quel'Salas is to explore the ruins.

There is a feeling that it is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles.

There is another force of considerable numbers that are trying to get closer to Quel'Thalas. Hopefully, you can draw nourishment from the brilliant magical civilization of Queldore.

The path that Modra chose for herself was the path chosen by the actioners. From an early age, she wanted to explore the ruins and develop and excavate the Aoi treasures handed down from those ancient civilizations.

The path that Modra had planned for herself was to go north to Lordaeron to see if she could visit Quel'Thalas once she had solved Egwen's problem.

Then pass through the harbor of Quel'Salas and head to the frozen continent to the north. There are many ancient ruins there, and it is said that the ancestors of mankind in the human kingdom first traveled south from there.

Unexpectedly, everything that was planned was interrupted at Angolo Crater. She met Tonateu and saw Zutona.

For the sake of Tonateu and my selfishness, I even began to deceive my beloved Guru......

Modra.

This is very undeserved.

There are no tutors.

But there is no such thing as you are now.

You can't deceive the mentor! You should explain all this to your mentor so that he understands your situation.

But I told my guru that maybe Tonatiu would be in danger. I can't put my friend in danger.

What a dilemma.

Modra was thinking.

Suddenly.

Bang bang bang!

Several hurried knocks rang out at the door, and Tonatiu's voice rang out outside the door: "Hey! Modra, don't you want to touch Lulu? It's asleep, do you want to come over?! ”

Modra's eyes lit up when she heard this, she stood up, gritted her teeth, and poked the magic letter with her slender fingers.

The white magic letter burned silently, but the burning flames did not affect the table made of wood.

It was the flame of magic, and the magic letter had passed through a special magic trajectory and was sent back to Dalaran, where it automatically appeared in the mage tower of Speaker Kenrito.

Wait until the letter is burned.

Modra cleaned up her pajamas a little, and she shouted to Tonatiu outside the door, "It's coming, it's coming!" ”

Open the door.

The tall troll stood there, smiling at her, her face blushing a little as it looked better and better.

Tonatiu reached out directly to take her, and at the same time said without looking back, "The little one is finally asleep." Let's go, it's in my room. ”

"Hmm!" Modra was a little excited, and the body of the girl, who was only wearing thin pajamas, shivered with excitement in the cool breeze of the night on Angolo Crater.

"It's going to get angry when it finds out, right?"

"If you are angry, you will be angry. I want to grab it and touch it, but it's not that you don't want to. ”

"Hmm...... After all, it can't go against its original intention. Lulu is so cute. ”

"Lovely...... I think you're cuter. Lulu is actually ugly! ”

“……”

Tonatiu said something that Modra was embarrassed to say, and she blushed as she was ushered into his room.

This isn't the first time Jaudra has come in.

But it was the first time she had come in at night.

"Where is it? Where is Lulu? Modra's hand was held by Tonatityu, and she opened her beautiful eyes to look for the little dragon slayer in the darkness, but she did not see it sleeping.

Instead, there was a squeaky sound behind him......

It was the sound of the door shut.

Modra didn't think much of it.

She's still looking for the little dragon slayer.

But she hadn't taken two steps before she felt a strong force come at her, and it was Tonatiu who picked her up in the dark.

Leaning against the troll's broad chest, her voice trembled a little:

"You...... What are you, what are you going to do? Tonatiu?! ”

"Modra, I think you're so cute!"

"Tonatiu...... No...... Ha...... Not...... Hmmm......"

Modra could no longer speak.

Outside the window is the cool night breeze of the Angolo crater blowing through the eaves.

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